CHAPTER 27

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Nahsir

"Boss man there's this fine ass girl downstairs she wanna see you"

"What she tryna get interviewed. Tell her our hiring process is done" i tell him as I continue to do some of the last paper work I need finalizing some payments for an event some people asked to throw at the club

"I told her that she said she ain't looking for no job she needs to talk to you."

Letting out a sigh I got up from my seat to see wtf is was. Probably some thirsty ass girl who been in the club one of the nights I was here and couldn't take a fucking hint. If you thought being a drug dealer got you bitches try owning a club. Bitches knew I was getting money and just wanted a piece of that. Too bad raegan got me on lock and I'll be damn If i fuck up what we have

"That's her right there" the younger worker points out

"I ain't never seen her before did she give you a name?"

"No when I asked the bitch got an attitude I'm finna go check on the girls though"

"Quit tryna fuck on the strippers man!" I yell behind him he turns around showing me a big goofy smile

His little ass ain't got no type of game

"Uh hi I heard you were looking for me?"

"Nahsir Scott?"

"That's me do I know you"

"No I'm Ashley Mable- Brown your sister" she outstretches her hand for me.

I can't help but laugh, "this a joke right?"

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I can't help but laugh, "this a joke right?"

"Look I know you're mad hell I am too I've been lied to my whole life. Our fathe-"

"That ain't my fucking nothing" I clarify for her

"Ok John just passed recently his lawyer read his will to us and he finally confessed about the whole raping your mom thing"

"Confessed?! I know you fucking playing now right? His sick pedophile ass impregnated a fucking twelve year old black girl in a mental asylum and it took him admitting for y'all to believe that shit? Then you come down to my establishment to tell me he's dead? Good that's where the bitch needs to be."

"Look Nahsir I'm sorry ok? I was only a baby around the time you were conceived I didn't even know you existed. best believe I went off on my mom about it too and John was still here I'd kill him my got damn self I have kids little girls that have been around him. I think about the possibility of him hurting my girls everyday."

"I'm sorry I got shit to do is that all you wanted"

"he left you some property and money" she sighs "and despite the situation we are sister and brother. I thought maybe we could have some type of relationship. Just think about it and give me a call" she hands over a card and walks out the building

Bitch done lost her mind

Raegan

"Babbby" I whine in pleasure

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"Babbby" I whine in pleasure

Waking up to Nahsirs Tongue between my legs is something I'd never get used to. After riding my orgasm out against his face he licks me clean.

"Morning baby" he greets as he kisses my lips.

I moan out as he slides into me. Lifting both legs in the air I hold my ankles while Nahsir uses his left hand to choke me and the other holds my hip. He curses under his breath as he watches himself pound into my wetness. Deciding I want control I push him back then straddle his lap giving him the ride of his life. It wasn't long before both of us had reached our peaks

"Good morning daddy" I lazily reply as I collapse on his chest "when'd you get home I told you to wake me?"

"I got back at like three you wasn't budging and I was tired as hell too so I just went to sleep"

I nod my head in understanding, "how was the club?"

"It was coo we made a lot of money last night"

"That's what I like to hear"

"Why so you can spend all of it up" he laughs

"What does that mean?" I get offended

"Baby don't start this you know I'm playing you know I don't mind providing for you I'm your man soon to be husband that's what I'm suppose to do" he assures

But I still feel some type of way I haven't worked in a year and I've never been dependent on anyone. And Nahsir claims he doesn't mind it but I hate having to go to him for everything. That's why lately I've been looking for a job

"Oh yeaaa babe this bitch came to my job talking bout she's my sister and John dead he left me some property and she wanna get to know me you believe that shit"

"And you don't want that?"

"Fuck no I don't want shit from that muthafucka it's already bad enough I got his bitch ass dna"

"But what about your sister"

"What about her? Fuck her and her sick ass daddy"

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